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"Full Circle, part 2"
(Previous Post: (ANU) "Quenched Queries" / (BAS) "False Trickery")
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Setting: USS BASTET, Bridge
Stardate: 34068.1145 (Present)
Minutes had turned into hours and those hours had followed one another for much longer than anyone would have cared for without any signs of the away team being detected. What made matters worse was the growing civil unrest spreading on KZINTI ALPHA. If something did not change soon, nothing that would come to happen would be able to change the fate of that world and its inhabitants.
"FOUND THEM!" Misaki exclaimed. "Transferring temporal coordinates to the helm."
"It is about time, no pun intended," Commander Valentine said as she quickly rushed to her station. "The one historical record is vague. It is a report from one of the workers who participated in the construction of the royal palace. According to his account, two Kzinti women were observed running back to the foundations of the royal palace where they joined three others who were already there. One of them is described as being very big, tall furless and possessing blue skin."
"That has to be Elan," Miss Satori said, her heart racing with joy.
"We have an appointment to keep," Captain Iverson noted as she shifted in her seat. "RED ALERT! All hands stand by for temporal jump. Helm, get us in as close as possible. Once there beam the away team back. As soon as they are on board, take the BASTET back to the present. Hopefully, we can arrive in time to stop the collapse of that civilization.
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Setting: ELAS, Construction Site
Stardate: 34068.1150 (Past)
"Where have you been?" Krayss furiously demanded of Sheetora as she ran back to regroup with the others.
"There is no time for that," Merevaik interjected. 'The workers are on their way back. have you completed everything that you needed to do?"
"Yes," the Oltharian confirmed. "The only thing missing are the engravings on the walls and doors as well as adding the genetic identity of Sheetora to the unlocking mechanism of the Vault."
"I do not believe there is time for either to be done now," the Kzinti woman stated, and before anyone could comment the four visitors from another time were engulfed in shimmering lights before vanishing as if they had never been there. "Safe journey and good luck."
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Setting: USS BASTET, Transporter Room 2
Stardate: 34068.1155 (Present)
"Welcome back," Commander Valentine said as the transporter sequence ended. "Were you successful?"
"No!" Krayss bellowed. "You have to send us back."
"I am afraid that this is impossible," the First Officer pointed out. "The Dimensional Drive sequence that will take the BASTET back to the present is already underway. We had to hurry if there was any hope of us arriving in time to stop the civil unrest currently happening on KZINTI ALPHA before it is too late.
"We did not have time to do everything required," the Oltharian added.
"I am truly sorry Elan, but there is nothing we can do at this time. The BASTET is heading back to the present, that you completed what you believed was necessary or not. The Captain wanted to make sure that your possible tampering with the timeline was kept to an absolute minimum."
"NO!" The Grand Duke exclaimed with rage. "We cannot fail like this, not after being so close to undoing all that took place."
"You could not change anything that happened which lead you to be here on the BASTET," Counselor Dima explained. "Changing anything in that regard, meaning stopping the attack against the royal family from taking place, would mean that you were never saved by A'Janni or that he never made a Priority Black request that brought us to you. It would also mean that you were never part of an away team that found itself thrown back in time where you would have been able to alter the timeline. What happened had to happen."
"We already went through all that Counselor," the Queen said as she tried to comfort the Grand Duke, but instead of accepting her efforts he pushed her away, channeling his anger on the person he saw as being the one responsible for their failure.
"Grand Duke Krayss," Doctor Andersson said with as much authority as she could muster. "I have no idea what you all went through, but let me assure you that I will not allow you or anyone else to let their feelings injure anyone else. Now, you all need to report to the Medical Bay so that I can perform a quick examination. You can either come of your own free will or I can have you sedated and dragged back to the Infirmary. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
"Perfectly Doctor," the Caitian said before tapping his friend the Grand Duke on the shoulder making him understand that it would be best if he kept his feelings in check and complied with the orders of the Chief Medical Officer.
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Setting: USS BASTET, Infirmary
Stardate: 34068.1210 (Present)
Doctor Andersson proceeded with the medical examination as quickly as she could; taking just enough time to be certain that everyone was in good physical health. Normally, after what they had endured, the Counselor would need to speak to each one individually but as ironic as it was, time for them was in short supply.
"How are they?" Captain Iverson inquired. The Commanding Officer of the USS BASTET had come down to check on the members of the away team personally.
"Physically they are fine," Sofia reported. "A few additional bruises, a slight indication of dehydration, but nothing that would sideline them. They are as healthy as they were when they beamed down to the planet in the present before being yanked back into the past."
"Emotionally speaking though," Nicole jumped in with, "they appear to be in a state of heightened emotional distress which I fear might interfere with their ability to make rational decisions."
"There is nothing rational about any of this," Krayss blasted from one of the medical beds. "We did everything we could to stop the royal bloodline from vanishing into oblivion and because of *her*, we failed." All eyes followed the accusing finger of the Kzinti man leading to Gemma who was still presenting herself as the murdered Queen Sheetora.
"Captain," the Oltharian began as he slid off the bed and presented himself to the woman in command with all of the respect her rank and position warranted. "I am truly sorry for the outburst, but please understand that we have been working very hard to make sure that both the timeline remained intact and that the Royal bloodline of KZINTI ALPHA could carry on. As there is little time to fully explain everything, I am respectfully requesting that you allow us four to return to the planet."
"Are you out of your mind?" Sarena gasped in disbelief. "You have just admitted to putting things in place that could alter the way events were meant to naturally unfold, and you expect us to just allow you to go down and make that happen?"
"Please Captain," Sheetora said adding her pleas to those of Elan. "You have to allow us to try. The odds of our succeeding are minuscule to begin with and are growing smaller with each passing second."
Going against Elan was an easy thing to do for Valentine, the First officer not knowing him all that well, but refusing Gemma proved to be more difficult. Without saying a word, the Commander turned and looked at the Captain, her decision would stand as the final one, no matter what anyone else believed or said.
"Captain," it was the turn of Miss Satori to offer her take on the situation, not that she had been asked to. "I understand that you do not know Elan or me all that well, which may in some way invalidate our opinions, but please hear me out. Elan is not a man prone to rash judgements, and he has always considered the well being of the greater good over that of his own. I have witnessed this first-hand on many occasions. Captain Morningstar came to respect his opinion and I for one would trust him with the lives of an entire civilization without hesitation. If he says there is an urgent need for them to return to KZINTI ALPHA then I believe him and am ready to do whatever is required to help."
"I appreciate your candor but it is not that simple," Selene said. The captain understood the need for action, she also believed that the members of the away team were likely the only one able to solve the current situation on the planet, but alas nothing was ever that simple. "I cannot..."
"Captain, if I may add just one more thing. We have established that Elan and the other members of the away team were meant to go back in time. We know this because Merevaik told me of this happening before it actually happened. Do you believe that the universe is so chaotic that it would go through all of this trouble to not have them fulfill a destiny that was set in time before any of you were even born?"
"As I was going to say," Iverson continued. "I cannot in good conscience stop you from doing what was clearly meant to happen even before our arrival here. So, permission to return to KZINTI ALPHA is granted."
"Thank you, Captain," Elan said, giving the woman a deep respectful bow as only a member of his imposing race could.
"You four have to be careful down there," Doctor Andersson warned. "Traveling through time can be very taxing, especially when you are not used to it"
"And that is if you ever get used to it," Nicole added as a personal observation.
"You might feel dizzy or even weak," the Doctor continued. "So please, be careful."
"We will Healer, thank you for your concerns."
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Setting: ELAS, Construction Site
Stardate: 34068.1225 (Past)
The explanation provided by Merevaik; that of what had been seen was nothing more than playful benevolent spirits, might not have been completely accepted by the workers, but it proved sufficient to have them put aside what they saw to instead focus on their work. As they proceeded with what they were here to do, once they were reassured that the radiation leak they were expecting never happened, the Kzinti woman fetched one of the tools the Oltharian had used during his stay.
She smiled as she looked down at the small instrument, her grin growing even larger as she began to carve one of the symbols into the walls.
"What are you doing?" One of the workers demanded in horror.
"Those spirits bestowed upon me signs and markings meant to protect this palace and all those who would come to stand within. Would you rather I ignored their counsel and leave these walls untouched, or do you believe the King and Queen will agree that these symbols are meant to show future generation the destiny we are all helping to create here today?"
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Setting: ELAS. Palace Lower Levels
Stardate: 34068.1225 (Present)
Even with the away team beaming as close to the Vault as they could, the chaos that reigned throughout the Palace made it exceptionally difficult for the away team to reach this particular location. Once they did though, Elan was quick to notice that the inscriptions he had seen the first time around were still here, this despite them not having been made by the time they left.
The Oltharian gently ran his fingers on the symbols, remembering Merevaik asking to see them while he was taking a break from his work. "She must have copied them from those I wrote in the dust on the floor of the room where the power generator was."
"Well, it means that the timeline is intact, at least as far as we can see," A'Janni said just as the sound of phaser rifles filled the air quickly followed by bolts of energy flying close to the heads of the members of the away team.
"That may be great, but it will not help us get the Vault opened," the Grand Duke remarked. "You get the video feeds ready while I find a way to get to the door.
"The force field generators we installed in the walls will not be able to hold them back for long," the Special Security Envoy stated. "We had to keep the power signature as low as possible to avoid them being detected during the last couple of centuries."
"I only need a few seconds to make it to the panel," Krayss said. "Just be ready to transmit the whole thing to the rest of the planet and beyond. We have to make sure everyone sees and understands that the Royal bloodline is not dead."
"The transmitter will be ready," Elan said.
"We will delay them as much as we can should the force field prove insufficient to accomplish the task," A'Janni said as he produced two battle staves from a small recessed opening at the base of the wall. Clearly, those basic and undetectable weapons had been placed there for this very purpose two hundred or so years ago.
"All right," the Grand Duke said readying himself. "Let us..." As he stood a bolt from one of the energy riffles struck Krayss causing him to spin around giving an easy target to the half dozen or more bolts that quickly followed sending the Kzinti crashing to the ground with a gaping hole where his chest should have been
"NOOOOOO!" Sheetora screamed. "This cannot end this way."
"We only have one option left," A'Janni said. "We need you to address the population as their Queen and show them that you are alive."
"Without the Vault being opened, her statement will not carry the needed weight or have the impact we needed it to have," Elan said. "It is more likely that her simply making that statement will lead to more chaos as the forces against the royal family will claim that this is a desperate attempt of the supporters of a dead family to hold onto whatever power they can."
"Maybe so," the Caitian agreed, "but we have to try."
"Trigger the force field!" Sheetora ordered waiting just long enough before she began her mad dash towards the vault.
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Setting: ELAS, Construction Site
Stardate: 34068.1230 (Past)
Merevaik looked at the panel meant to confirm the genetic identity of whoever would present itself here wishing to open the massive door, accessing the secrets that would be kept behind. There had been no time to add the genetic identity of the time-traveling woman who claimed to be a future Queen, but somehow Merevaik believed that they would find a way to achieve their goal. After all, she also believed that the universe was not so chaotic that it would go through all of this trouble to not have them fulfill a destiny that saw them travel back in time.
"Good luck," Merevaik said as she caressed the edges of the panel with her fingers. "Be the Queen your people need you to be."
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Setting: ELAS. Palace Lower Levels
Stardate: 34068.1230 (Present)
As soon as Sheetora reached the door, she turned and was given a 'go-ahead' sign from Elan meaning that the transmission was working. Looking as confident as she could and ignoring the battle that raged at the other end of the corridor, the Queen addressed her people.
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Setting: USS BASTET, Bridge
Stardate: 34068.1231
"Captain, there is a high power transmission emanating from the royal palace," Misaki reported. "It does not seem to be directed to anyone or anywhere in particular, but it is powerful enough to be picked up by everyone in this system."
"On the main viewer," Captain Iverson ordered.
[/\] To the people of the KZINTI star system, [/\] Sheetora said, her royal image filling the screen. [/\] I am Sheetora, Queen of KZINTI ALPHA. As I am sure many of you have heard, my home was viciously attacked by a group of cowards who wished to cast our world into eternal darkness. It took me a long time and the help of some very dear friends for me to be here and tell you that they have failed. The bloodline of the Royal family has not been extinguished, and the prosperity of our world will continue on, despite the attack that saw so many of our people die. As your Queen, I vowed to protect our world, its people and our shared future, and today I am here to keep that promise. [/\]
Everyone watched with bated breath as the Queen reached back and placed her hand on the panel meant to confirm her genetic identity, and to the surprise of everyone, the door behind the woman unlocked before opening to reveal several small stasis pods. To those who did not know the royal family, those contained inside appeared to be nothing more than little children, but to anyone living on KZINTI ALPHA, they recognized those children as the children of the Queen.
"They did it," Valentine said, finding herself on the edge of tears. "They actually did it."
The image switched to show a large number of forces loyal to the royal family, their opponents having lost their will to fight after what they had just witnessed. As the image returned to show the Queen though, they saw a group of dark-furred Kzinti warriors forcing their way closer despite the valiant efforts of the Oltharian and Caitian standing in their way. As the battle raged on right next to her, Sheetora continued her address to her people.
[/\] Since our arrival onto this world and until the stars all grow dark, the people of KZINTI ALPHA will know prosperity and have a ruler of worthy blood to lead them into the future. [/\]
Just before the image ended, everyone who was watching saw a blade strike the Queen, sending her crashing down to the floor before the attacked was himself taken down.
"Bridge to Doctor Andersson, medical emergency. Stand by to receive at least one severely injured member of the away team."
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Setting: USS BASTET, Observation Lounge
Stardate: 34070.1600
It had been two days since the transmission was made and viewed by an entire solar system. Two days since the forces loyal to the royal family regained control of their world and two days since the population of KZINTI ALPHA was saddened by the news of the official death of Queen Sheetora and Grand Duke Krayss. Her children had survived the massacre, although no one knew exactly how, but given all that had taken place, people were content to simply accept that the Darkness had been pushed back and the royal family would continue on.
Elan stood by the large window, gazing upon the planet he had visited both in the past and present. "You did great," Amber said hugging the arm of the giant who was towering over her. "You saved all of the children."
"They were lucky that the generator was able to provide enough power to accomplish the transport and stasis," the Oltharian said. "I was not sure it would work at all. It could have shorted out and left all of them to fall prey to their attackers."
"I knew it would work," Amber said. "It had to."
"I just wished that we could have saved them all."
"You could not," Captain Iverson said as she walked in on the couple. "You did more than anyone thought possible. The Kings and Queen needed to die in order to drive the military to act the way they did. By saving the children, you might just have saved an entire civilization."
"Thank you, Captain," Elan said offering the Commanding Officer a low and respectful bow.
"If we may ask, how is Gemma?" Amber inquired.
"She is still in the Infirmary," Selene said. "Her nanites made quick work of the injury caused by the blade, an injury that would have most certainly killed a Kzinti, but luckily for us, she was more than she appeared to be. Doctor Andersson and Counselor Dima are tending to her as we speak."
"What about A'Janni?" Elan asked. "How is he taking the death of the Queen and Grand Duke?"
"To be honest, I am not entirely certain. For some reason, he has decided to stay by the bedside of Gemma even though she no longer appears as Sheetora but has reverted to her usual self."
"What are your plans for us?" Amber asked.
"That is why I am here," Selene replied. "Now that the provisional government is firmly in place, keeping an eye on the planet, its people and the heir to the throne, we can leave. We should be able to bring you both back to OLTHAR PRIME within a couple of days."
"Thank you, Captain," Elan offered.
"I believe it is us that how you thanks for everything you have done. The people of KZINTI ALPHA will never know how much you have helped them. Your assistance in shaping their world will remain unknown to future generations."
The Oltharian smiled as she looked down at the woman still holding his arm. "I had a good teacher.
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Setting: USS BASTET, Infirmary
Stardate: 34070.1700
"Why is he still here?" Sofia asked, looking at the Caitian who had not moved from the bedside of the ILO.
"Where do you want me to start?" Nicole fired back with. "He is feeling guilty for the death of Sheetora. He is intrigued by Gemma and her ability to become someone else. With the Kings and Queen both dead; the provisional government of KZINTI ALPHA did not want anyone from the old guards to be near the heir, so A'Janni is theoretically out of a job. Koniki will likely reassign him somewhere else once we return home, but in the meantime being here is the only thing giving him purpose."
"Well I hope we get back soon," Sofia huffed. "Let's face it; my Infirmary is no place for a pet feline."
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Setting: USS BASTET, Captain's Ready Room
Stardate: 34070.1800
[/\] I have read your reports on the mission to KZINTI ALPHA, [/\] Admiral Koniki said to the woman sitting at her desk. [/\] Please extend my congratulations to your crew for a job well done. [/\]
"What about the part where we discovered that the uprising against the Royal family was instigated by the Lokustaar?" Valentine asked, making her presence known.
[/\] According to your own report, Commander, and that of your Chief Science Officer, Lieutenant Mitshiba, the 'creature of darkness' was cornered and dealt with by the local authorities. I believe there is not much more for me to say. They might have started this mess, but you help put an end to it before it went too far. Mission accomplished. [/\]
"I believe what my First officer was trying to say is that she is concerned that there might be more Lokustaar out there. Once their fleet found itself on the run, many individual Lokustaar seem to have taken it upon themselves to continue the spreading of chaos and destruction," Captain Iverson said.
[/\] As long as they are out there, we will be here fighting back. Again, it is that simple, at least as far as I see things. Is that a problem for you? [/\]
"No Admiral, but the BASTET does have several key posts still vacant. A Chief of Security is one of the most noticeable ones."
[/\] Tell you what, get back to the barn and take some time off. I might have a solution for you on that particular matter but I need to check a few things first. If all goes well, you will have a Chief of Security before the start of the next year. [/\]
"Thank you, Admiral," Selene said. "See you soon, Iverson out."
"Do you think he means A'Janni?"
"He does possess the knowledge and training, not to mention that he already knows of the BASTET and its ability to travel through time," the Captain explained. "He may not be a perfect choice, but I cannot claim that he is the worst one either. We will just have to wait and see what the Admiral decides. In the meantime, I just want to get back home and not have to worry about anything for a few days... maybe even a few months, what do you think?"
"I am not sure how the crew will take being inactive for that long," Sarena said grinning. "It cannot hurt to try though.
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Jessica Solarik
Commanding Officer
USS BASTET
&
Chief Science Officer
USS ANUBIS
"To see the world in a grain of sand,
and a heaven in a wild flower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
and eternity in an hour."
- William Blake (British, 1757-1827)